SYMPATHY FOR A BROTHER-IN-LAW (and others!)
I ask you, men, isn't it great!
For a joke God gave men a prostate;
It lies down below,
Like a debt it can grow
To ensure that our sleep will come late.
No rest can a man get at night,
Up peeing till dawn's early light.
Exhausted to lie
As the sun finds the sky,
Even then there's no let-up in sight.
Doctor, dear doctor - please, please...
Can you help with my personal ease?
There's no rest for me
No matter how hard I pee,
Or how hard I manage to squeeze.
Old chap, it's the state of your gland,
No wonder you feel less than grand.
I'll look close at it...
Maybe cut out a bit,
Now relax while I lend you a hand!